Lyrics:
it up
Accountant, I count it up
Cha Ching
I been tested I been flexin
But the boy ain't affected
By the haters
Catch me later
Cuz now the girls cater
share
Esha dirty games wey I no dey care
Oh oh oh
This life we dey live my guy ebe cha cha
If you win everybody go fuck with you
But if you loose p3 you
Every now and then, I wanna go out of my mind
Now I'm goin' crazy, you're not buh-by my side
I wanna be your lover
I don't want any other guy
wait on it
I came in and turned up the vibes They cha-cha whenever I slide
I'm out here with somebody bride We havin' the time of our life
This life, it
Ima do the cha cha slide
Real niggas gone ride
Fuck niggas gone die
Load up the choppa and ride
Uplift him to the Most high
She know how to use
Were working all the time, where the fuck the money go
I said hey homie why you lookin' so lonely
What cha go broke? Stoned? Cold bones? IDK!
You can
and we came
Come on with me and do the Cha Cha
This is the story of a man who wonders what gives
He's a dream animal formed by habit
There's nothing
Rave it like a trumpet girl
Suffer in a basement
(pa pa pa pa pa pa)
Pretty like a trumpet girl
Swing in Acapulco
(cha cha cha cha cha cha
pe a su mon ah tu na.
Oh de salai tu ghe,
mani tünai oh ye.
Oh nià pa eh eh padè pa nar,
oh da ne pe se do oh;
e cha la co na cha me pa de,
Baghdad/Space Cog/Analyst
You'll never guess who informed
It was Craig and Steve
The stool pigeons, cha-cha-cha-cha...
Guest informant, guest
niggas that'll push ya' back
You ain't got no defense when I scream attack
I can tell, I can tell
I had you locked from the interlude
Talking 'bout how
[Chorus]
Can we rock?
Yeah, what's up doc?
Can we rock?
What's up doc?
[Moc]
Cha cha cha cha cha
What's up pa, yo who poop?
Your ma dukes
Anybody thinkin evil is feasible
Need to go
Everybody that's bane fault
I'm a kill 'em wit a chainsaw
I'm a damage and mangle
The devilish death by an angel
Watna Aen
Dil Menu Lagda Kinara Kiti Watna Aen
De Cha Haek Vaari Sajan Deedar
Tethun Zindagi De Sanwar
Mur Aa Watna Te
Mur Aa Watna Te
Odran De Bhaar
to get here
Now what 'cha gonna do with your life?
I know the world might have hurt you
But two wrongs don't make it right
Time is spinnin' by
Oh my my
schon immer
Fast die gleichen Stimmbänder
Wie Shabba Ranks c-H-A und Summer Cem
Wir sind da und deine
Gang macht den Rubberdub
Ich werd trotz bösen Parts
Yeah, chicka-cha-cha-cha
Chicka-cha-cha-cha
I'm just playin
I might sing this shit
I feel it
Yeah
Sermons
I wanna wake up in paradise
When I open
[Chorus]
Can we rock?
Yeah, what's up doc?
Can we rock?
What's up doc?
[Moc]
Cha cha cha cha cha
What's up pa, yo who poop?
Your ma dukes
[Chorus]
Can we rock?
Yeah, what's up doc?
Can we rock?
What's up doc?
[Moc]
Cha cha cha cha cha
What's up pa, yo who poop?
Your ma dukes
pe a su mon ah tu na.
Oh de salai tu ghe,
mani tünai oh ye.
Oh nià pa eh eh padè pa nar,
oh da ne pe se do oh;
e cha la co na cha me pa de,
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
to the hole
And don't be afraid to shoot the outside, j"
You gotta get'cha, get'cha head in the game
We gotta get our, get our, get our, get our head in
just want cha (I like being with ya)
Pull up
cin't nothing wrong with stopping by
Cuz you see all this fire
Caught up in that la la la
Pull up
cnd
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
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